Once from the golden halls The mighty rumble of the hammers Echoed deep within the earth For the forgotten hoard And for the solitary mountain We’re declaring our return
Dwarves of yore! (The time has come!) Hammers high! (Straight to war!) Hear my words We are returning Claim the throne! (Erebor!) Break the curse! (The mountain calls!) Trust my will We are returning home
A raven in the storm, A harbinger of rising cold A tremor in your blood That awakens you in the night When the lights are gone, the axes fall A king is to return Now the time has come, into Middle-Earth we ride For the crown, seven stars ablaze over the night When the lights are gone, the axes fall A king is to return
Dwarves of yore! (Sigin-tarag!) Hammers high! (To your will!) Keep the stride We are returning home Open eyes...Shield the thief (Side by side!) Our reward?(The Arkenstone!) What we live for!
To the burrow of the beast The dragon’s ire more fierce than fire We have sworn to erase Hammers fell like ringing bells Recall the glory of the dwarves From the hollow halls
Hear (Far away) from afar the mountain's call Cries an era lost in fire For the long forgotten hoard Quenched the dwarves’ desire
Over the hills There’s a terror awakened We will stand in our father’s halls As the prophecy toldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
